O desolation! Where has the joy gone? Streets that once echoed laughter run deep with blood and tears. Homes, hearts, once filled with warmth stand empty, cold specters, testaments of cruelty. None shall enter their doors again, nor shall they remember. Hearts cry from the darkness as souls wither in the streets. What have we done? Our arrogance a witness against us. The path is lost, and we fall on our knees.
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Regis
powerfully well said
Be safe,
Karen
Kathy